Lyricist : Devon Karpf
Composer : Devon Karpf
You don’t have the guts anymore
Hit me like a truck and I fell to the floor
You don’t give a **** anymore
I couldn’t fault the hit-and-run if you settled the score
I think I wanna punch you
I really really want to
You’re talking at me like I know what you mean, I made a mistake
Could you give me something to respond to
You don’t have the guts anymore
You were playing with your gun so I ran to the door
What’s your bad side? Give me anyone else
I fear your backbite, you can’t get over yourself
Any% your function
So could we skip the introductions
The only time that I’m the girl of your dreams is when your shitfaced
Another white boy with a concussion
Everybody’s dead and it’s all my fault
Everybody’s dead and it’s all my fault
Everybody’s dead and it’s all my fault
Everybody’s dead and it’s all my fault
